Demon Lord's Castle, fine weather.
The ancestral spirit chased butterflies in the garden, occasionally sniffing the fragrance of strange flowers.
Huaiya walked down from upstairs with a depressed expression, grabbed a handful of fruit for Pearl, and placed it in front of her.
"Eat."
"Chirp..."
Pearl left her an elegant back view, then ran to the conference room on the first floor and looked inside.
"...Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, anyway she's just a deer, anyway she's just a deer..."
Huaiya closed her eyes and chanted to calm herself down, while following the ancestral spirit and walking towards the window.
"Miss Huaiya, do you have anything to do over there?"
"Ah, nothing, Lord Anko, please continue with your business."
"..."
Anko withdrew her gaze from Huaiya and continued walking forward.
